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Cerati - Bocanada
When there is no more to say
the smoke spokes, the smoke swims
and row spiral.
When no more to say
vaccums open to the air
that two can not breath.
to vanish
stretching the end
endless path.
distant pleasure
of a look over another
fading…
When no more to say
I become one with the smoke
meandering the reason.
From all decided
the time stretches and I forget myself
I forget myself, as you do.
And at the wait time we wander
indifferents
By the space it left…
To vanish
stretching the end
a story without end.
distant pleasure
a look over another
fading….
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Audrey Hepburn by Howell Conant, 1962.
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